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Rottin Razkals - Frustration lyrics
Chorus
 Frustration, how do I release the pain?
 Frustration, got a brother goin' insane
 Frustration, do what we must to maintain
 Frustration, everybody feels the same
 [Fam]
 Where will I go, who will I see, what will I say
 When and if I get to heaven or if I even go that way
 I don't know
 Who calls the shots?
 Who says it starts and it stops?
 What's what and what's not?
 Not me, not you
 Not I, not who
 Not a member of the Double I crew
 Take the second letter off frustration
 And now I wanna fuss with everybody in the nation
 Everybody feels the same
 Puff izm, everybody's goin' insane
 Racism, everybody feels the pain
 But as for me
 I do what I must to maintain
Chorus
 [Chap]
 Do I release, is there ever a time when I'm at my peace?
 Be it West or East Coast, I devoted promotes 
 My life to hip hop for the heart provokes 
 The one that totes
 Issuin heat, givin' they enemies a choke
 We ain't a hate cult
 We got love but hate for those who traumatize, sodomize
 Crook-a-delics in disguise
 I'm in a state of frustrate
 Now I saw my friend
 Ain't know when
 Just say I'm goin' all out
 Cos I ain't givin' in
 To my frustration, with my frustration
 To my frustration, with my....
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 Chorus
 [?Fam?]
 Frustration, how many ways does it hit us?
 Racism, poverty and plenty brothaz put in prison
 Real nigguz come from the dayz
 Before the childhood of my grandpa
 Despise another top of the boat for the blackness wanted
 And crime across the nation
 Parents basin'
 Minds are wasted
 Disgrace and temptation
 No one's involved with education
 The limits exceed to live longer than a life span
 Man, you take out a chance
 And advance from.....
Chorus
 [Diesel]
 Four twenty in the morning, I ain't gettin' no sleep
 Go problems in my head and the shit is gettin' deep
 How a nigga like me
 Gonna make it as a rapper
 Just a thief of da bricks
 That been in and out the slammer
 Now I gots to fit in with some type of role models
 I used to sling coke out of glass and plastic bottles
 Always had loot, off of robbin' other niggaz
 These finger signin' autographs
 Used to pullin' triggers
 "Stay out of this shit" is what my niggaz keep yellin'
 I ain't got no loot
 So ain't no way in hell in tellin'
 Waitin' on time gettin' touchy and shit
 Even snappin' on some niggaz
 And throwin' nervous fits
 When I was a crook
 I ain't had problems like this
 Cos I was in it for self
 An' I ain't really give a shit
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